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I wasn't able to see Cedric the whole day and every class was on slow motion. After the attention-catcher act after History class, the story spread-out like swishing air all over the campus and I could feel glares of everyone I bump into bore to me. It made me self-concious but I concentrated on how not to bump in lockers or doors. After all classes were finshed, I headed straight home wishing that I haven't.

"Leanne?" my Mom called.

"Yeah Mom. It's me." I said gloomily.

"You look sad. Any problem?"

"Naw. Just tired." I turned my back on her and saw her reflection in the mirror on my way. It's half worried and half curious. How much does my mom know?

I reached the door of my room, opened it and lied down on my bed. I was too tired and problematic to remember changing clothes first. I recalled it just when I stopped thinking of the scene where I behaved far from myself. It was like someone was controlling me. But that's far too impossible to happen.

I was never a fan of magic, cults or even supernatural things. But now, I'm starting to think that because of my description to them, which is repulsive, I was feeling what it was to be one of them now. And I have nothing to do to stop it. *wallbash to the infinite power* I'm crazy, I know it. Doing those, I'm sure I'll be entered to a mental hospital seconds from now.

The next thing I knew, it was dinnertime.

I slept so sound that I ruined the order in my bed. I am 100 percent sure there's a problem with me now. Since Cedric came, my peaceful life was destroyed. Who is he by the way? Intruding, destroying my life? Argh! I really hate him.

Out on the distance, I saw him. The reason for my hardships, Cedric. He's walking with a small umbrella and he's kind of wet already. I felt the urge to go near him and ask him to join in my umbrella instead, since it's a bit bigger than his. But I fought it. I was mad with him. I shouldn't do that. Or am I really mad?